How did I get here?

So wow, I'm 39 weeks, 3 days pregnant. I can't believe I've made it this far. I swear to you that I assumed all along my body being what it is was going to give in long before now. I thought I was a sure fire pre-eclampsia candidate, that bed rest was going to be assigned to me... you name it, I figured if anyone was going to get it, I was. (Okay, so I *did* get the swine flu but that's that bitch in the row behind me's fault) But no, I have gotten nothing. Ok, so I do have cankles and big round puffy feet but otherwise I'm healthy. I've had weekly doctor appointments (both in OB and endocrinology) for who knows how many weeks and ultimately weekly non-stress tests at labor & delivery that have all been completely flipping normal. I am more than thankful for the excellent care I've gotten, especially after the rocky beginning with getting my insulin dosages to where they needed to be.

But now here I am, four days before my official due date. Healthy and still very much pregnant. I've been getting checked for a couple of weeks for progress and there hasn't been any (no dilation at all of my cervix) and until like last Thursday, I didn't have any Braxton-Hicks contractions. So very boring! How the hell did I get to be so boring?! She's at least dropped so there's that, but I don't know that it's brought me any dilation since my last OB visit.

But life is good. I'm ready for Weenuh's arrival, well as much as any new parent can be. I'm actually scheduled for induction on Wednesday (yes, that is not very far away at all) and I'll go in tomorrow afternoon at 4pm for Cervidil to be applied, then Wednesday morning around 6:30am I'll call into L&D and make sure they can take me in for the Pitocin induction. Hopefully the induction will work, but yeah, I will be 39w 5d at induction and Weenuh's going to be a big girl. So I haven't given up on having a c-section, I still think the odds are high that I will have one. But really, I don't care how she comes into the world. I just want her here and healthy and whatever gets me to that point is all right by me.

And before I go, here I am in all my glory at 39 weeks. Such a sexy beast, no?

Nursery flooring done!

New flooring for the nursery was installed yesterday while we were at one of our baby classes. Man do I love it so much. It is so beautiful. Now I want my entire house done in laminate flooring (thank you Costco!). Except I have a lot of shit to move around. Not so likely to happen with Weenuh's impending arrival but I'm motivated now for sure to get the rest of the house done.

As you can see in the photo, the room is now painted too though the moulding around the bottom needs to be re-attached. But with the walls painted and the carpet extracted, the nursery is now officially de-funked! There are no more smelly remnants of my father living in that room for what, 5 1/2 or 6 1/2 years? Hooray.

Next up besides re-hanging the closet doors and adding the trim back in the room is assembly of the crib and the purchasing of the rest of the nursery furniture (i.e. a glider and dresser at least)! Oh and hanging a curtain over the window since we trashed the mini-blind that was hanging in there (god was it filthy).

Still Percolating

Ok so I've apparently lost all sense of time passing. I haven't blogged for nearly 3 months, I've considered it but haven't been moved enough to do it apparently. Everything is going well, my blood sugar issues have leveled off thankfully. The DMV let me keep my license, I just have to submit an update in the next two weeks and given that I haven't had any episodes since like early April, it should just be a matter of signoffs on the paperwork.

Things have definitely been changing in my world. Besides my fat belly becoming a round baby belly, I can happily say that after 7 1/2 years my father FINALLY has moved out of my house. And most of his funk has been removed from the house, though we need to rip up the carpet, paint and re-floor his former room. It is finally OUR HOUSE. I can't stop saying it to hubby. We're over the moon we're alone at last. The little things have been so pleasant. Having a room for a nursery is so so exciting.

While I have been enjoying the miracle of being pregnant, I think I have still been holding back my true comprehension that the odds are looking really good now that we will come home with a healthy baby girl. With my dad leaving, it has really finally been able to sink in somewhat that we're about to have our own little lovely family. And holy crap, in under 60 days I'M GOING TO BE A MOMMY. Crazy. I have so many medical appointments it's making me crazy. But they are all for the greater good so I can't complain. And it is reassuring to get constant checks that Weenuh is healthy and everything is progressing as it should.

I have boatloads of photos to upload and all that but it's way too early to do that now. Just thought I'd take a moment between trips to the bathroom to say everything is good, still pregnant, still able to work (after Friday I have just 4 weeks of work left in 2009!), enjoying my vacant house. About to celebrate 10 years of marriage to my hubby. (Yes, that's right. 75% of our marriage has been spent with my asshole father living in our house. Hubby is a saint.)

More will come later, perhaps even with pictures!

It's a.....

So today was the magic day. The big level 2 ultrasound. In the end, I wasn't terribly nervous but I was very relieved when they said they saw nothing wrong with Weenuh. Huge relief. I have all the fancy measurements they did but they are in my car right now (yeah, still at work ugh) and I'm not going to go out to get them because I'm lazy and if I walk out the door now I'm sure as hell not walking back in again. They didn't get a good view of the heart but that's alright because I'm already going on Monday for a fetal echocardiogram. And I'll go back there in 4-6 weeks for a follow up ultrasound to just verify the growth curve.

And the ultrasound technician thinks Weenuh's a girl. :)

Where the hell did March go?

Wow, I totally didn't blog in March did I? Sheesh, I didn't realize it's been 2 months. I knew it had been a while, but not necessarily that it's been this long. Been busy growing a human, yunno? Oh, and working too.

Well, there is some knitting going on, a lot of which was done while I was dealing with my dad's most recent health issues. He had three trips to the VA Hospital in two weeks, two of which were in ambulances after 911 calls and two hospital stays. Nothing really came of it, they aren't going to do anything proactive about his cardiac issues because of the state of his kidneys. Which is really annoying, seems like they are just waiting for him to have a massive episode before they do anything for him. Lame.

And I've been having quite the time with Weenuh. My blood sugars have been quite the crazy ride. Mostly low, which is good for Weenuh but not so good to me when they get into the 20's. Unf. My dad's final trip to the VA ended with me in the bed he'd vacated after I basically passed out in the hall outside the ER because my blood sugar was down to 24. (I also got my first black eye. It is SO SEXY being pregnant with a black eye, just in case you were curious.) And then like 10 days later hubby had to revive me in the morning with a Glucagon shot because he noticed I was excessively sweating in my sleep. And then two days later we went to dinner and as we were about to pull into the parking lot I realized I wasn't feeling good, tested and discovered my blood sugar was 27 (which if it said 27 on my meter it probably means it was lower but I don't really know how low it actually was). I ate a pack of my glucose tablets and sucked down a glass of OJ in the restaurant and then proceeded into loopy land and instead of enjoying my entree and dessert, I was visited by an ambulance. (Why yes, it IS terribly embarrasing to be treated in the middle of Coco's.) I realized as I was coming around and looked at my vomit covered t-shirt that it was the SAME shirt that I was wearing the night of the incident at the VA. Needless to say I came home and promptly threw that one away. Which was sad, I really loved the fabric that shirt was made out of and it was a maternity shirt, something of which I can't get enough of these days. But that's not enough for me to dig it out of the trash and give it a third try. Two is enough, thanks.

I had my driver re-examination hearing yesterday in regards to my January accident. It went okay, they didn't suspend my license yet because they hadn't received my doctor's response that I gave to her a few weeks ago. Not sure what is up with that, she's usually really good about processing stuff like that. I kept a copy of the form at least so I faxed that to her nurse today and hopefully she can fill it out on Tuesday when she's back in the office. If the DMV doesn't get her response by next Friday, my license will be suspended for the rest of the pregnancy automatically. Though honestly, I don't know that I *should* be driving with the way my blood sugar levels have been. Thursday night I tested myself at 5:10pm and my reading was 134 (which is a little on the high side for how long it had been since I ate) but then when I tested before dinner at 7:20 it was 46. Yeah. Awesome. That was the first real documentation I've had that I'm going off these "cliffs". It's seemed like I have been but I haven't had numbers like that show up in my testing.

Sorry, a lot of blah blah blah. I did go to Linda's 40th birthday party 2 weeks ago. I have some great pics to post, but that would require me getting my camera cable out and downloading the pics from my camera. And dudes, that is a lot of effort. Maybe Sunday. We'll see.

Big day coming up next week. Wednesday is my level 2 ultrasound where we will finally get to learn if Weenuh is a boy or a girl. I am SO excited. Though I am nervous too since they will be looking in great detail at how Weenuh is developing. I want to know that Weenuh is healthy and doing well, but I'm terrified that they will find something that shows there's something wrong. I know, I know that's normal. But it's still scary. I haven't knit anything for Weenuh yet (though I have bought some patterns and kits for stuff to knit), not that I think it is bad luck or anything, I'm just still scared that there won't be a happy ever after. But provided there's a good outcome at the Level 2 ultrasound, I'll feel better about the likelihood that I'll actually wind up with Weenuh at home in my arms.

And on Thursday I'm off to St. Louis to attend The Loopy Ewe Spring Fling. I'm looking forward to the trip. I think it will be tons of fun AND I will get to meet an online friend that I've known for what, like 8 years now? Something like that anyways. She lives a couple hours away from St. Louis and is driving down to hook up with me. Yay. I'm so excited about that!

I became a great aunt again on April 3rd. My niece had her third baby, another boy (yes, all 3 are boys, yikes!). She sent a picture of him last weekend and he is beautiful. I totally need to still send her a gift but I'm lame and haven't yet. I have a couple of ideas, I think I'll make a few cute things out of some dishcloth cotton. At least I don't have to go shopping for that! teehee

Anyways, that's about all I can yammer on about for now. Sometime I'll stop being lame and post pictures again. I will post for sure on Wednesday afternoon/evening after the big appointment!

Holy crap, there's a baby in there!

So today was OB visit #2. And everything looked awesome! The heartbeat looked strong and I even got to see a HAND! Weenuh was very wriggly so we didn't get a super awesome shot (the hand was only briefly on screen while she was getting the magic wand situated) but I thought this one looked pretty baby like. (The head is on the left.)

So effing cool. Here's to staying knocked up! Woohoo! Go Weenuh!

Introducing Weenuh!

So in the past couple of months I haven't been knitting too much. I've been spending the majority of my free time either reading my Kindle (I've purchased like 87 books on it, so my total read book count is like 111 since early September!) or napping. Napping? Yeah, it's been a new hobby of mine. I loooove the naps. Lame, huh? Well, I'm sure I can be forgiven since I've been busy growing another human. :)


I'd like to introduce to y'all my latest project, introducing baby Weenuh (props to Abigail for the nickname, I love it)!



That's the picture from my 8 week scan (yeah, it's kind of a crappy image but hey I took a picture with my iPhone, I am that lazy. Isn't it cute how it looks like a smiley face though?!), but I'm now 12 weeks pregnant and I am finally coming out of the first trimester fog. I'm not entirely immune to naps yet, but I am definitely improving the number of hours I'm spending awake on the weekend. I even did ALL my laundry this weekend, something I haven't done in like 2 months. (I've been doing just enough to have enough to wear for work, mostly stuff that can be tossed in the dryer!) The scan was pretty awesome though, I can't gush enough about how exciting it was to get to see the heartbeat on the ultrasound machine. That was really amazing.


I've had a few losses in the past and I am definitely a high risk pregnancy, so I am still cautiously optimistic about this but not enough to keep quiet about it. (Really, it was all I could do to wait until now) This is definitely the longest I have been pregnant by probably ~4 weeks. I think the major difference with this time is that I've got some hormonal support since I've not had that in my previous 2 attempts via IUI.


I am still knitting, just not too much. I'm mainly knitting my February Lady Sweater from the yarn I got at Jeni's going away party before she moved to Nebraska. I'm nearly done with the increases (damn there are a lot of them for my fat size, I am not likely to become a mass sweater knitter any time soon lol) and I am happy with the way the Knit Picks Merino Style feels. I think it will be a very comfortable sweater, though it will be a pain in the ass to wash since it's not superwash. I really don't mind though. I really love the February sweater's lace pattern and I know I will be proud of my accomplishment when I'm done with it. I just need to be awake for more than a couple of hours during a weekend! Soon, there will be more time. Soon.


Anyways, the pregnancy is the cause of my changing insulin dosages and with the fluctuations in hormones and growth of the baby, my needs are changing and I am working very closely with a nurse practicioner and my endocrinologist to keep things in line. I'm definitely struggling but I haven't been having nearly as many lows as I had been having when I had my accident. I am still amazed that nothing happened to me or Weenuh or anyone else. And the new PT is a dream to drive. I still miss my old car, but the new version is pretty freaking awesome. Plus it has the new car smell! And built in satellite radio! Yay, no more radio clipped to my vent! (Yes, I have ditched terrestrial radio. The local Bay Area radio station options are pretty dismal.)


I have my second OB visit tomorrow and I suspect there will be more pics. I think that with this being a high risk pregnancy I will have lots of opportunities for scans. Which is good, because I am so scared that I am screwing this kid up. At least this time I ought to see more of a baby instead of just a blob with a heartbeat. Fingers crossed, I should have new images tomorrow of Weenuh. Yay! Weenuh!


Oh and I am 12 weeks from my IUI date, though my due date after the first scan is September 4th, which is 4 days later than the due date based on my IUI date. I won't go past September 4th, and it isn't highly likely that I will go a full 40 weeks but hopefully it will be close to 40.